Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Realidad Virtual, artist - Punto Omega. Album song Punto Omega, in the genre Электроника
Date of issue: 11.12.2008
Record label: Trisol
Song language: Spanish
Realidad Virtual(original) |
Ves el diez por ciento de esta realidad |
y crees que con eso te puede bastar, |
buscas, siempre buscas a tu alrededor, |
la salida que te lleve a un mundo mejor. |
Buscas la salida para poder escapar |
de esta oscura cЎrcel, realidad virtual, |
somos marionetas en un mundo irreal, |
caminando entre los zombies de la gran ciudad. |
Violencia, miedos, odios їa dіnde llevarЎn? |
es que con tu alma quieren acabar. |
їQui (c)n creі las bases de esta realidad? |
Mitos y leyendas te contestarЎn. |
Usa tu cabeza para razonar: |
tanto tiempo ha pasado |
y todo sigue igual, |
a alguien le convienen |
las cosas como estЎn, |
a ese alguien le conviene |
que no tengas libertad. |
Algo podrido se genera. |
Algo podrido estЎ escondido. |
Algo podrido se genera. |
A lgo podrido estЎ escondido |
en esta realidad. |
Haz de tu mente un seguro pasaporte |
y de lo que digan que ya nada importe. |
Crea ya tus alas y lЎnzate a volar, |
que el pasado oscuro ha quedado atrЎs. |
(translation) |
You see ten percent of this reality |
and you think that with that you can be enough, |
you search, you always search around you, |
the exit that takes you to a better world. |
You look for the exit to be able to escape |
of this dark prison, virtual reality, |
we are puppets in an unreal world, |
walking among the zombies of the big city. |
Violence, fears, hatred, where will they lead? |
is that with your soul they want to finish. |
Who (c) n created the foundations of this reality? |
Myths and legends will answer you. |
Use your head to reason: |
so much time has passed |
and everything remains the same, |
they suit someone |
things as they are, |
it suits that someone |
that you have no freedom. |
Something rotten is generated. |
Something rotten is hidden. |
Something rotten is generated. |
something rotten is hidden |
in this reality. |
Make your mind a safe passport |
and what they say that nothing matters anymore. |
Create your wings now and start to fly, |
that the dark past is behind us. |